There you go! I can taste it! Oestrogen. Definitely oestrogen. Take the pill, flush it away, it enters the water cycle. Feminizes the fish. Goes all the way up into the sky then falls all the way back down onto me. Contraceptives in the rain. Love this planet. Still, at least I won't get pregnant. Never doing that again.

If you've got forever, you don't notice the flecks in the concrete, or bother to touch the bricks... You send your friends into danger, knowing the stakes aren't the same for you, that you might get them killed - while you walk away unscathed.

Jack: Well, I've got a banana, and in a pinch you could put up some shelves.

The Doctor: Window.

Jack: Barred, sheer drop outside. Seven stories.

Rose: And no other exits.

Jack: Well, the assets conversation went in a flash, didn't it?

Jack: Make yourself comfortable. Carry on with whatever it was you were doing.

The Doctor: We were talking about dancing.

Jack: It didn't look like talking.

Rose: It didn't feel like dancing.

Jack: Funny thing...last time I was sentenced to death, I ordered four Hyper Vodkas for breakfast. All a bit of a blur after that. Woke up in bed with both my executioners. Lovely couple. They stayed in touch. Can't say that about most executioners...

Mickey:[to Rose] So what are you doing in Cardiff, and who the hell is Jumpin' Jack Flash? I mean, I don't mind you hanging out with Big Ears up here-

The Doctor:[indignant] Oi!

Mickey:[to the Doctor] Look in the mirror. [turns back to Rose] But this guy, I dunno, he's kinda-

Jack: Handsome?

Mickey: More like cheesy.

Jack:[thinks for a second] Early 21st century slang...is "cheesy" good or bad?

Mickey: It's bad.

Jack: But "bad" means "good", isn't that right?

[after Jack, Rose, Mickey and The Doctor have just exited the TARDIS]

Mickey That old lady's staring.

Jack : [suggestively to Doctor] Probably wondering what four people were doing inside a small wooden box. [everyone except Mickey laughs]

Mickey: [disdainful look at Jack] What are you captain of? The Innuendo Squad? [Jack makes a 'Whatever' sign with his fingers]

Jack: According to intelligence, the target is the last surviving member of the Slitheen family, a criminal sect from the planet Raxacoricofallapatorius, masquerading as a human being, zipped inside a skin suit. Okay, plan of attack – we assume a basic 57/56 strategy, covering all available exits on the ground floor. Doctor, you'll go face-to-face – that'll designate Exit One. I'll cover Exit Two, Rose, you, Exit Three, Mickey Smith, you take Exit Four. Have you got that?

The Doctor:[sternly] Excuse me. Who's in charge here?

Jack: Sorry. Awaiting orders, sir.

The Doctor: Right, here's the plan... [grins at Jack] Like you said, nice plan.

Rose: Don't talk like that! The Doctor's gonna do it, you just..watch him.

Jack: Rose...you are worth fighting for. [kisses her passionately, turns to the Doctor] Wish I'd never met you, Doctor. I was much better off as a coward. [kisses him as well] See you in hell.

[The survivors on the satellite are clamoring, Jack fires off a few rounds from his machine gun to silence them]

Jack: ONE LAST TIME! Any more volunteers? [silence] There's an army about to invade this station. I need every last citizen to mount a defense!

Rodrick: Don't listen to him! There aren't any Daleks! They disappeared thousands of years ago!

[a woman steps forward to join Jack and his volunteers]

Jack: Thanks...as for the rest of you, the Daleks will enter the station at floor four-nine-four, and as far as I can tell, they'll head up, not down. But that's not a promise. So here's a few words of advice: keep quiet. And if you hear fighting up above, if you hear us dying, then tell me the Daleks aren't real.

[Jack is out of ammunition and cornered by three Daleks; he stares them down]

Dalek: EX-TER-MI-NATE! [guns point at Jack]

Jack: [defiantly] I kinda figured that.

[Jack stands with a "bring it on" gesture as the lead Dalek shoots him]

The Doctor: [spinning around, irritated] You two, we're at the end of the universe. Okay?! Right at the edge of knowledge itself! And you're busy... [struggling to find the right word] blogging!

The Doctor: [regarding Jack's immortality] When did you realize?

Jack: Earth, 1892. Got in a fight on Ellis Island; a man shot me through the heart...then I woke up. Thought it was kinda strange. But then it never stopped. Fell off a cliff, trampled by horses, World War I, World War II, poison, starvation...a stray javelin...

The Doctor:[winces]Ooh...

Jack: ...In the end, I got the message - I'm the man who can never die. [angrily] And all that time, you knew.

The Doctor: That's why I left you behind. It's not easy, even just looking at you, Jack because...because you're wrong.

Jack: [sarcastic] Thanks.

The Doctor: You are, I can't help it! I'm a Time Lord, it's instinct, it's in my gut. You're a fixed point in time and space, you're a fact. That's never meant to happen. Even the TARDIS reacted against you, tried to shake you off; flew all the way to the end of the universe just to get rid of you.

Jack: So, what you're saying is that you're... Prejudiced?

The Doctor: I never thought of it like that.

Jack:[snorts] Shame on you!

The Doctor: Yeah...

Jack: Last thing I remember, back when I was mortal; I was facing three Daleks, death by extermination...then I came back to life. What happened?

The Doctor: Rose.

Jack: [shocked] I thought you sent her back home?

The Doctor: She came back. Opened the heart of the TARDIS and absorbed the Time Vortex itself.

Jack: And what does that mean exactly?!

The Doctor: No one's ever meant to have that power. If a Time Lord did that, they'd become a god- a vengeful god. But she was human. [Flashback of Rose resurrecting Jack] Everything she did was so human. She brought you back to life. But she couldn't control it; she brought you back forever. That's something, I suppose; the final act of the Time War was life.

Jack: Do you think she could change me back?

The Doctor: I took the power out of her. [beat, sadly] She's gone, Jack. She's not just living on a parallel world, she's trapped there. The walls have closed.

Jack:[at a loss] I'm sorry.

The Doctor: Yeah.

Jack: I went back to her estate in the 90s - Just one or twice - Watched her growing up. Never said hello; Timelines, and all that.

The Doctor: Do you want to die?

Jack:[groaning] This one's a little stuck...

The Doctor:Jack.

Jack: ...I thought I did. I don't know. [pause] But this lot; You see them out here surviving... [grins] And that's fantastic! [the Doctor grins back]

Jack:[worried] But I keep wondering...what about aging? 'Cause, I can't die, but I keep getting older...The odd little grey hair, you know? What happens if I live for a million years?

The Doctor:[amused] I really don't know.

Jack:[laughs] Okay, vanity, sorry. Yeah, can't help it. Used to be a poster boy when I was a kid, living on the Boeshane Peninsula. Tiny little place. I was the first one ever to be signed up for the Time Agency. They were so proud of me...The Face of Boe, they called me. [The Doctor and Martha look at him in shock]

Jack:[disappointed] Come on. She was gonna say "Here's your pizza," and I was going to say, "How much?" And she says, "Oh, whatever, twenty quid," and I say, ooo, I don't have any money. I was working on a punchline. I'd have got there. But it would've been good.

Gwen: There's your pizza. I think I'd better go.

Jack: I think we've gone past that stage.

Suzie: You must've been freezing out there. How long were you walking around? Three hours?

Gwen:[shocked] You could see me?

Jack: And before we go any further, who the hell orders pizza under the name of "Torchwood"?

Owen: Er, yeah, that would be me. Sorry, I’m a twat.

Gwen: That man at the hospital, that porter, what happened to him? That was real, wasn't it. He was attacked.

Jack: He's dead.

Gwen: But there's no one gone missing.

Toshiko: We took the body, retrospectively changed the work rota, planted a false witness who saw him leaving the hospital, giving him an alibi for the next forty eight hours. So when his body's pulled out of the docks next Tuesday night, he's only been missing for three days.

Gwen: He was murdered.

Toshiko: Yes.

Gwen:[coldly] And you covered it up.

Toshiko: That's my job.

Gwen: And that other man, John Tucker? Last night in the alleyway, I saw you.

Jack: And what did you see?

Gwen: You revived him.

Jack: No. What did you see?

Gwen: You resuscitated him.

Jack: No. What did you see?

Gwen:[hesitantly] You brought him back to life.

Jack: Yeah.

Gwen: Who are you?

Jack: Torchwood.

Gwen: What's Torchwood?

Jack: This is Torchwood. All around you.

Gwen: And what happens to me? I'm police. Constable Gwen Cooper. You can't do anything.

Gwen: But why are you telling me their names? I'm not supposed to know, am I. This is classified, isn't it?

Jack: Way beyond classified.

Gwen: Then you shouldn't be telling me. What are you gonna do to me?

Jack: What do you imagine?

Gwen: Well, I've seen too much. Your names and everything, and the Weevil. And you can dump a man in the water and lie about his death.

Jack: Tosh, finish that calibration tomorrow morning. Owen, first thing, get a hold of Chandler and Bell, 'cause I think they're lying. Ianto, if he needs back up, then you'd better be on stand by. Suzie, I know it's a pain in the ass, but I need the costing on the glove research. And as for you, you're coming with me. This way.

Gwen: I'm getting tired of following you.

Jack: No, you're not. And you never will.

Gwen: But hold on, if no one can see it when the lift's coming up, there's a great big bloody hole in the floor. Don't people fall in?

Gwen: My boyfriend says it's like a sort of terrorism. Like they put drugs in the water supplies. Psychotropic drugs, causing mass hallucinations and stuff.

Jack: Yeah, well your boyfriend's stupid.

Gwen: Oh, you've met him? [Jack laughs] So, you catch aliens?

Jack: Yep.

Gwen: You catch aliens for a living.

Jack: Yes, we do.

Gwen: You're an alien catcher?

Jack: Yes, I am.

Gwen: Caught any good aliens?

Jack: Tons of them.

Gwen: That's a hell of a job.

Jack: Sure is.

Gwen: [laughs] This is so weird. And who are you, then?

Jack: Captain Jack Harkness.

Gwen: I did some research and there's only one Captain Jack Harkness on record. And he disappeared in 1941.

Jack: Well, that couldn't be me, could it? We don't just catch aliens. We scavenge the stuff they leave behind. Find ways of using it. Arming the human race for the future. The twenty first century's when it all changes, and you gotta be ready.

Gwen: But who's in charge of you? Is it the government or what?

Jack: We're separate from the government, outside the police, beyond the United Nations. 'Cause if one power got hold of this stuff, they could use it for their own purposes.

Gwen: But so could you.

Jack: All alien technology stays on the base. No one's allowed to take anything outside.

Gwen: So go on, then; How the hell did you end up in Cardiff?

Jack: This is Torchwood Three. Torchwood One was London, destroyed in the Battle. Torchwood Two is an office in Glasgow. A very strange man... Torchwood three, Cardiff. Torchwood Four's kinda gone missing, but we'll find it one day.

Gwen: So you just fancied Cardiff?

Jack: There's a rift in space and time running right through the city. The Weevils didn't come in a spaceship. They kinda just slip through. All sorts of things get washed up here. Creatures, timeshifts, space junk, debris. Flotsam and jetsam.

Gwen: Sounds like Cardiff, yeah.

Jack: Hey, hey, hey! Don't knock it. I'm a citizen.

Gwen: But where are you from?

Jack: All sorts of places.

Gwen: Thing is, we could liaise on this. The serial killer. I could be like your liaison with the police.

Jack: ...Right, I can see the mistake. You think because we showed up at the scene of crime, we're out to catch the killer. Sorry. Nothing to do with us.

Gwen: Then what were you doing there?

Jack: Testing the glove. We need murder victims, simple as that. The glove only works on the recently deceased, and the more violent the trauma, the stronger the resurrection. All we need is fresh meat.

Gwen: No, you were asking that man, John Tucker. I saw you. You were asking him about his killer.

Jack: He'd just been murdered, what else are you gonna ask?

Gwen: You could get an ID. You could help.

Jack: We're busy.

Gwen: And your work is more important?

Jack: Now you got it.

Gwen: Well, that's tough shit. 'Cause if you let me go, then I have a duty. I can tell them what you've got, 'cause that glove could help us.

Jack: If you remember.

Gwen:[falters] What do you mean?

Jack: How's your drink?

[Gwen looks at her drink, then back at Jack]

Gwen:[horrified] Have you poisoned me?

Jack: Don't be so dramatic. It's an amnesia pill. My own recipe, with a touch of denial and a dash of Retcon. Wake up tomorrow morning, you'll have forgotten everything about Torchwood. Worse still, you'll have forgotten me, which is kind of tragic. [Gwen leaves, quickly] Don't think you can fight it by staying awake. I mixed in a little bit of sedative too.

Gwen: Then I'll tell someone.

Jack: Do you want to do that? Do you really want us to come and find them too?

Gwen: You bastard!

Jack: Language! Nice knowing you, Gwen Cooper.

Gwen: Owen and Toshiko... you didn't tell them that you were shot in the head and survived.

Jack: You didn't tell them either. Followed my lead. Keep doing that, and you might just get through this.

Soldier: Don't mess with me, little girl. You're not with Torchwood. And even if you were-

Jack: -You'd have put out the welcome banners. Now, first of all, she's no little girl. From where I'm standing, all the right curves in all the right places...but she is Torchwood, we both are, and we'd appreciate it if you'd leave us to do the real work. [holds hand out to Gwen] Shall we?

[at a scene where a man, Matt, has just been vaporised after having sex with the alien-possessed Carys]

[Gwen and Carys are kissing passionately in Carys' cell, while Owen watches.]

Owen: Happy birthday me. [...] Oi, you lot, treat!

[Jack and Tosh come over to see]

Tosh: Wow.

Jack: Wow.

Tosh: I thought she said she had a boyfriend.

Jack: You people and your quaint little categories.

Tosh: We should really get her out of there...

Jack: Yeah... [pauses] I mean, yeah, come on!

[Jack leaves to the cells with Tosh]

Owen: I'll just... record a bit of this.

Gwen: So what's this supposed to do?

Jack: I'm using satellite tracking data to determine the intra-trajectory of the meteorite.

Tosh: He means he's trying to find out where it's come from.

Jack: Hey! Sometimes a little technobabble is good for the soul!

[Gwen hears Carys crying and walks to the screen in amazement]

Gwen: What are we doing, having Chinese while a girl fights for her life? We should be helping her.

Jack: Actually, while we've been eating, the computers have been running a full bio-scan on Carys, profiling her blood, metabolism, organs, the works. So we can see what effect the alien is having on her. They've also been taking samples of the air in the cell, so we can analyse any change in the environment around her. Now, is that enough? Do you want more? 'Cause... gets kind of boring.

Gwen: You've been hidden down here too long. Spending so much time with the alien stuff. You've lost what it means to be human.

Jack: So remind us. Tell me what it means to be human in the twenty-first century.

[After finding Owen in the cell naked]

Tosh: Jack, Carys is out of her cell!

Owen: Cheeky bitch took my swipe card.

Jack: I'll deal with it. Tell Owen he needs to work on those abs a bit harder.

[After finding Carys' ex as nothing more than a pile of dust]

Jack: Tosh was right - she went straight for the ex-boyfriend. Lucky she's young; work your way through my back catalogue, we'll be here till the Sun explodes.

Ianto: Need me to do any attacking, sir?

Jack: Appreciate the offer. Just open the door.

Jack: So, what's our next move?

Owen: Stop the entire city of Cardiff from shagging?

Gwen: Put bromide in the water supply.

Jack: No. Too hit and miss.

Owen: Yeah, and the water company got really pissed off the last time we did that.

Jack: Tosh, get a body of similar height and age. Disfigure the face slightly. Dump it in the river to make it look like a suicide. [he walks down the ramp]

Gwen: [leaning over the bar to talk to him, in a shocked voice] You have a stash of bodies?

They're part of us. Part of our world, yet we know nothing about them. So we pretend to know what they look like. We see them as happy, we imagine they have tiny little wings and are bathed in moonlight.

(12 November 2006)

Jack: You shouldn't be here.

Ianto: Neither should you.

Jack: What you got?

Ianto: Funny sort of weather patterns.

[talking about his former love, Estelle's, visions of fairies]

Jack:She calls them fairies; I don't.

Gwen: What do you call them?

Jack: Never really had a proper name.

Gwen: Why not?

Jack: Something from the dawn of time, how could you possibly put a name to that?

Gwen: Are we talking alien?

Jack: Worse.

Gwen: How come?

Jack: Because they're part of us. Part of our world, yet we know nothing about them. So we pretend to know what they look like. We see them as happy, we imagine they have tiny little wings and are bathed in moonlight.

Gwen: But they're not?

Jack: No. Think dangerous. Think something you can only half-see, like a glimpse, like something out of the corner of your eye. With a touch of myth, a touch of the spirit world, a touch of reality all jumbled together, old moments and memories that are frozen in amongst it. Like debris, spinning around a ring planet, tossing, turning, whirling... backwards and forwards through time.

Jack: Seventeen disappearances within the last five months. Police are clueless.

Owen: Now there's a surprise! [to Gwen] No offence, PC Cooper.

Owen: What's the matter with a hotel?

Jack: People are going missing- do you really wanna stay in a place run by strangers?

Owen: Oh, 'cause sleeping outside's gonna be a lot safer!

Jack: No other race in the universe goes camping - Celebrate your uniqueness!

Jack: You need to know something. A long time ago, I was pretty good at torture. I had quite a reputation as the go-to guy. My job demanded, at the time, see. So I know where to apply the tiniest amount of pressure to a wound like yours...

Cannibal: Stop, you're going to kill me!

Jack: It's in your power to make me stop. Just tell me what I need to know! 'Cause in ten seconds, I'm going to find a sharp object.

Jack: I went to war when I was a boy. I was with my best friend. We got caught crossing the border over enemy lines. They tortured him, not me, because he was weaker. They made me watch him die. And they let me go.

Captain Harkness: Who were they?

Jack: The worst possible creatures you can imagine. I persuaded him to join up. I said it would be an adventure. He hadn't lived.

Captain Harkness: Have any of us?

Tosh: He would have been so proud that you took his name. 'Cause here you are, saving the world. To Captain Jack.

Jack: [About Abaddon] Abaddon is the bringer of death, let's see how he goes with me. If he feeds on life, then I'm an all-you-can-eat buffet!

Gwen: So, what sort of vision did you have? We all saw people we loved, asking us to open the Rift. Who did you see?

Jack: Nothing. I didn't see anyone.

Gwen: Jack? What visions would have tempted you?

Jack: [sighs] The right kind of Doctor.

[Jack gets up and walks out of the room. He walks through the Hub, then stops. He walks across the room, staring at something. He bends over with a wide grin on his face in front of the hand in the jar. The hand is bubbling and glowing. The sound of the TARDIS materialising fills the room and blows paper around.]

Gwen: Jack, have you got any more of those pretty boys in the freezer?

Jack: Hands off Missy, Tosh got there first.

Gwen: [about Tommy] He's a frozen soldier from 1918.

Jack: Nobody's perfect.

Jack:[draws a line on a piece of paper] Linear time. [balls the piece of paper up] Screwed up time. Imagine your life is a straight line, from birth to death. Now, try drawing that line on the paper without flattening it out.

Gwen: It's impossible.

Jack: That's why we gotta stop it.

Jack: This time tomorrow he'll be back in 1918.

Ianto: In his own time. [pause] Would you go back to yours, if you could?

Jack: Why? Would you miss me?

Ianto: Yep.

Jack: ...I left home a long time ago. Don't know where I really belong...Maybe that doesn't matter any more.

Ianto:[perches on the edge of Jack's desk] I...know you get lonely.

Jack: Going home wouldn't fix that. Being here, I've seen things I never dreamt I'd see...loved people I never would have known, if I'd just stayed where I was. [looks directly at Ianto] And I wouldn't change that for the world.

Rhys: Well, if you stopped and asked me exactly what I saw in there instead of showin' off round the place-

Jack:[aside, to Ianto] Do I show off?

Ianto: Just a bit.

Rhys: -You'd know that I got out by telling them I wanted a job as a delivery boy! So rather than "cock things up", I found you a way to get in! But if you can't handle that, big boy, then you can stuff it!

[Beat]

Jack: This is quite homoerotic.

Jack: If we go in there, guns blazing, they'll kill the evidence, and run.

Owen: I wasn't suggesting blazing. Just waving.

Jack:[talking about the alien] We're going to save it. Stabilize it, wait for the rift to open, and...send it back.

Ianto: ...And guess who'll have to look after it in the meantime? [sips coffee]

Jack: Now I have to help you all go back. Find a memory that defines you, rediscover who you are. If I'm wrong, he will still be here when we’ve done this. [turns off computer screen] Let me take you back to before we all met. [turns off lights] Feel around for anything that makes you what you are. The hidden and the forgotten. Tell me where you are.

Jack: Yeah! [pause] Well, no. We dated for a while. He was really immature.

Jack: ...But then, forever's overrated.

Owen: Not from where I'm sitting.

Jack: If you've got forever, you don't notice the flecks in the concrete, or bother to touch the bricks... You send your friends into danger, knowing the stakes aren't the same for you, that you might get them killed - while you walk away unscathed.

Jack: Silent types? That's okay. I used to date a guy with no mouth. Surprisingly creative.

Emily: The Torchwood Institute was created to combat the threat posed by the Doctor and other phantasmagoria.

Jack:[laughs] He's not a threat. The Doctor's the one who will save you from your phantasma-hoogits.

Little Girl: He's coming, the one you're looking for. The century will turn twice before you find each other again.

Jack: Ooh. Are you for real? [sees his face on one of the tarot cards, and realises she's serious] You mean I have to wait a hundred years to find him? What'll I do in the meantime?

Jack: Hey, when you joked about the Millennium Bug, I didn't realise it was gonna have 18 legs stacked with poison. Anyone home? Hey! You know you're supposed to party like it's... [stops and sees his dead crew, then a man] Alex?

Alex: Jack! Just in time.

Jack: Alex? What happened? Who did this?

Alex: Me.

Jack: What? Why?

Alex: We got it wrong, Jack. We thought we could control the stuff we found. And what's it brought us? So much death.

Jack: What happened to them?

Alex: It's good you're here. Always did have great timing. This place, it's yours. Torchwood Three. My gift to you, Jack, for a century of service as field operative. Fill this place with purpose. Before it's too late. Please.

Jack: Alex, listen. It's going to be okay.

Alex: No. It's not. It's really not. I looked inside. It showed me what's coming. They were mercy killings. It's the kindest thing I could do. So none of us see the storm. I'm sorry I can't do the same for you. 21st century, Jack. Everything's gonna change. And we're not ready. [points gun to forehead]

Jack: Alex! [gets splattered with blood]

Tosh: Who are you?

Jack: Nobody. I don't exist... and for a man of my charisma, that's quite an achievement.

Jack: And you are?

Ianto: Jones, Ianto Jones.

Jack: Nice to meet you Jones Ianto Jones.

Jack: Thanks for the assistance.

Ianto: Any time. By the way, love the coat!

Jack:[irritated] Okay, this has to stop!

Ianto: No, listen to me-

Jack: I don't have time for this! Look, I don't care what your problem is, I want you out of this city by sunrise! There is no place for you here! Go back to London, and find another life! Keep stalking me, and I'll wipe your memory!

Ianto: No, but the thing is-

Jack: Look, any conversation between us, no matter what the subject, is over, finished, done, forever! I'm getting back behind the wheel of that car; If you're still standing in the road, I'm gonna drive thorough you! [walks away]

Ianto:[upon seeing Jack pull out a syringe] Okay, that is the only special equipment you've got?

Jack: Yeah, 'cause I keep dinosaur nets in the back of the SUV.

Ianto: Torchwood London would have. [Jack glares at him]

[talking about the pterodactyl]

Jack: How'd you find it?

Ianto: Rift activity locator.

Jack: Torchwood London.

Ianto: See? Quality kit.

Jack: It's quite excitable!

Ianto: Must be your aftershave.

Jack: I never wear any.

Ianto:[surprised] You smell like that naturally?

Jack: Fifty first century pheromones!

Ianto: Huh.

Jack: You people have no idea! Up for another go?

Ianto: I'm game if you are!

Jack:[to Myfanwy, the pterodactyl] We're not gonna harm you. You can't stay here. Come back with me. I've got somewhere nice and big where you can fly around.

Ianto: Okay, so you'll let the pterodactyl in and not me?!

Jack: I need a guard dog.

Ianto: I could be that! Like a receptionist: Building maintenance. Food and drink. Dry cleaning, even! That coat of yours must take a battering... Like a butler! I could be a butler!

Jack: We don't need a butler.

Ianto: Excuse me, dried egg on your collar.

Jack: It was a busy week!

Ianto: What exactly is your plan?

Jack: I'm gonna be the decoy.

Ianto: ...And it will rip you to shreds.

Jack: Dinosaurs? Had them for breakfast. Had to. Only source of food protein after the asteroid crashed. [Ianto stares at him] Long story. [hands him a syringe] Here you go- One injection into the central nervous cortex. I'll keep it occupied. Move!

Jack: We don't have a song! And if we did have a song, it wouldn't be this song!

John:[deadpan] You're no fun!

Jack: What do you want?

John: I want you to know that I love you.

Jack: Funny way of showing it.

John: No, seriously. You have to understand. [turns around] I really do love you. [pulls out two submachine guns and shoots Jack repeatedly. John stands over his "corpse".] 'Cause this is gonna get nasty.

Jack: Alice, you're the one who asked me to stay away. I'd come round here every week if you wanted me to, every day.

Alice: Yeah...I just can't stand it, Dad. I look older than you do, and that's never going to stop. I get older and older, and you stay the same. One day, you're going to be standing at my funeral. Looking just like you did standing at Mum's. No wonder she was so furious; you make us feel old.

Jack: Travelled all sorts of places. This planet is too small. The whole world is like a graveyard.

Gwen: Come back with us.

Jack:[shakes his head] Haven't travelled far enough, yet. Got a lot of dirt to shake off my shoes. [looks up at the sky] And right now, there's a cold fusion cruiser surfing the ion reefs just at the edge of the solar system, just waiting to open its transport dock. [looks at Gwen] I just need to send a signal.

[Gwen holds up a finger, and takes Jack's Vortex Manipulator out of her jacket pocket]

Gwen: They found it in the wreckage. Indestructible. [hands it to Jack] Like its owner. [Jack puts it on] I put on a new strap for you.

Rhys: Cost me fifty quid, that.

Jack: Bill me.

Gwen: Are you ever coming back, Jack?

Jack: What for?

Gwen:[tearfully] Me. It wasn't your fault.

Jack: I think it was.

Gwen:[shakes her head] No.

Jack: Steven. And Ianto. And Owen, and Tosh, and Suzie, and...All of them. Because of me. [looks away]

Gwen: But you...you saved us. Didn't you?

Jack: I began to like it. And look what I became. Still, I have lived so many lives. It's time to find another one.

[Jack takes a step back and presses a button on his Vortex Manipulator]

Gwen:[crying] They died, and I am sorry, Jack...but you cannot just run away. You cannot just run away!

Jack: The amazing thing about the miracle is not that no one's dying, it's not that the human race has become immortal. It's that it happened to everyone at the same time. Don't you see? It was instantaneous and that's a morphic event on a scale that I have never seen before. So whatever's happening to this planet, it is massive!

Jack: Our greatest problem is that what's happened to the world is invisible. Quite by chance Oswald's found himself right at the heart of it. George Elliot wrote this chapter in Middlemarch. She said that if you take a piece of metal with random scratches all over it and hold a flame up to the metal, the scratches look like they're forming patterns. Circling around the light. And that Oswald. He's blazin' away. The patterns are starting to revolve around him. And all we have to do is keep watching.

Jack: We're travelling circus folk.

Rex: Yeah, and he's the clown.

Gwen: I'm the bearded woman, but I've shaved.

Rex: What is it with you? You make everyone around you gay?

Jack: That's the plan.

Jack: [after Gwen tries an American accent] You're so never doing that accent again.

Jack:[to paramedics, pretending to be upset] You look after him. I love him...That crazy old boyfriend of mine! [Rex flips him off]

Esther: Do you think I'm useless?

Jack: No. I think you're new to all this.

Esther: Yeah, but I'm CIA.

Jack: So's Rex. But he's just pretending. And that's the big secret, Esther. At times like these, the game goes to the person who speaks with the loudest voice. But pretty much everyone just wishes their mother was here.

Rex: Vera, this is Jack Harkness.

Jack: We keep meeting. It's like destiny.

Rex: Yeah. He likes to call himself Captain Jack, but I'm not buying it.

Jack: I'm going with you. I don't know, I could be your... assistant.

Esther: We told you, not a chance. That assassin said that you're too connected. And besides, you're too fragile, Mortal Man. [she kisses him on the cheek]

Jack: All I get is a kiss?

Esther: You look after yourself. You're unique. You're Category Jack.

Oswald: Jack Harkness. I could accuse you of having an obsession with me.

Jack: What happens after this, Oswald? When the fever dies down and the world wakes up to the fact that a murderer's standing center stage? Somewhere out there those men are waiting for you in the dark.

Jack: End the miracle. And you can die. You're cursed with intelligence. Clever enough to know who you are. And wise enough to want it to end. You help me and I promise I will help you to die.

Stewart: It's not me you're after. In fact I've been trying to find out the truth just as much as you. I'm not a bad man, Mr. Harkness.

Jack: Captain.

Stewart: I'm not a bad man, Captain. I'm not a good one either. I'm a middle man in every sense of the word.

Jack: So that means everyone's to blame. Everyone and no one.

Stewart: Whoever's behind this, they don't show themselves. Not to me, not to you. But to play the system like this—the markets, the politics, industry—they had to be planning this for a very long time. I wish I knew who they were.

Gwen: You watching?

Jack: I'm here. And I've opened up the radio link. Make your message.

Gwen: This is the truth for the whole world to see. We let our government build concentration camps. They built ovens for people in our names. Now I don't care if the whole of society bends over and takes this like a dog. I'm saying...No. [she blows the complex]

Jack: That's my girl.

Jack: We did it. We're whistle blowers. Every major news organization. The world knows the truth now. Let the outrage begin.

Gwen: Well you've done something haven't you? Way back when in that long bloody life of yours. God, you've lived so long you can't remember half of it!

Jack: If their grammar was wrong, it could mean English is not their first language.

Gwen: I didn't notice anything wrong with it.

Jack: You're Welsh; You wouldn't notice if the vowels were missing.

Gwen: Button it!

Gwen: Have you got what I'm saying to you, Jack? What I'm saying is, no more! Because I know exactly what you’re thinking, Jack; "She won’t do this, not really. Not my Gwen." "No, Gwen, she can’t hurt me. Gwen loves me. She’d never harm me." And, well, this is about my daughter. And I swear for her sake, I will see you killed like a dog right in front of me if it means her back in my arms. Understood?

Jack: Understood. And let me tell you. Now that I'm mortal, I'm gonna hang onto this with everything I've got. I love you, Gwen Cooper, but I will rip your skin from your skull before I let you take this away from me. Understood?

Gwen: Understood.

Jack: Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. So many times. And that's just today.

Jack: It's a species of brainspawn treated as vermin on more than 150 planets that I know and valued as dinner on one other. It tastes like oysters.

Angelo: You didn't...?

Jack: I had to be polite.

Jack: I came back, Angelo. I came back for you. Believe me, I have never done that.

Angelo: You came back... for me?

Jack: Yeah.

[Jack leaving Angelo]

Jack: It always ends the same way - you kill me. [he stands at the edge of the roof] Men like you... kill me... [he falls backwards off the building and then disappears]

Jack: I saw a firebird, once. A tiny little thing, even smaller than a hummingbird. Literally made of fire. It only lives for a minute; It blazes different colours and sings. It gets so bright, you have to close your eyes. And when you open them, it's gone. But the image stays behind your eyelids for longer than it was alive.

Jack:[speaking to an elderly, comatose Angelo] Did you see him? Did you see Ianto? You would've liked him...Or not. You would've been jealous. Is that why you never approached me? Or maybe you did approach me...some old guy asking for directions, and I would've looked right through you.

Jack: Yeah, the gunshot didn't kill me. But I think you will. [laughs]

Esther: I'll go into the village tomorrow, see if I can buy a steak. Get you some iron. As long as they don't start asking questions again- that last guy creeped me out. If he's still there I think we should move on.

Jack: We're in Scotland, we can't go much further north.

Esther: Yes we can. Keep running for as long as it takes...

Jack: I remember when you were too scared to leave home.

Esther: Yeah. A long time ago... [grins] You were the strong one standing tall. Look at you now.

Oswald: No. I spent a long time in prison. And I know the smile of a man who's done terrible things. And your friends. I've been watching them. Sometime they like you, sometimes they love you... and sometimes once or twice, fluttering away in those tiny little gaps, they fear you.

Jack: I'm from the future.

Oswald: Well, now.

Jack: I come from the future.

Oswald: Then you must know. Do we make it through this day?

Jack: The future can change. It's being written right now. One thing I do know. I've seen the stars. I have seen the universe. I have seen the human race become vast and magnificent and endless. And I wish you could see it, Oswald. I wish you could see that, too. Because then you'd know how small you've made your life.

I've kind of made Jack a hero that I would like to have looked up to as a little boy because as a little boy, I knew I was gay but I didn't know what it was. Didn't know who to talk to about it. … I wanted kids to like him, and I wanted women, men, I wanted everyone to like him. But first I wanted people to hate him. I wanted them to think he was arrogant and pushy and too sure of himself. And I wanted them to follow the arc of the change he went through in the final episodes of Doctor Who.